Ellen Mcjones Aberdeen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB BBAA CCCC BBAA BBDE CCAA BBCC DEAA BBFF AAAA AABB GGFF CCFF BBAA BBAA BBAA HHBB AAAA EDCC BBAA CCAA| MACPHAIRSON CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS McCLAN | A |
| Was the son of an elderly labouring man | A |
| You've guessed him a Scotchman shrewd reader at sight | B |
| And p'r'aps altogether shrewd reader you're right | B |
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| From the bonnie blue Forth to the lovely Deeside | B |
| Round by Dingwall and Wrath to the mouth of the Clyde | B |
| There wasn't a child or a woman or man | A |
| Who could pipe with CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS McCLAN | A |
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| No other could wake such detestable groans | C |
| With reed and with chaunter with bag and with drones | C |
| All day and ill night he delighted the chiels | C |
| With sniggering pibrochs and jiggety reels | C |
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| He'd clamber a mountain and squat on the ground | B |
| And the neighbouring maidens would gather around | B |
| To list to the pipes and to gaze in his een | A |
| Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN | A |
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| All loved their McCLAN save a Sassenach brute | B |
| Who came to the Highlands to fish and to shoot | B |
| He dressed himself up in a Highlander way | D |
| Tho' his name it was PATTISON CORBY TORBAY | E |
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| TORBAY had incurred a good deal of expense | C |
| To make him a Scotchman in every sense | C |
| But this is a matter you'll readily own | A |
| That isn't a question of tailors alone | A |
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| A Sassenach chief may be bonily built | B |
| He may purchase a sporran a bonnet and kilt | B |
| Stick a skein in his hose wear an acre of stripes | C |
| But he cannot assume an affection for pipes | C |
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| CLONGLOCKETY'S pipings all night and all day | D |
| Quite frenzied poor PATTISON CORBY TORBAY | E |
| The girls were amused at his singular spleen | A |
| Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN | A |
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| MACPHAIRSON CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS my lad | B |
| With pibrochs and reels you are driving me mad | B |
| If you really must play on that cursed affair | F |
| My goodness play something resembling an air | F |
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| Boiled over the blood of MACPHAIRSON McCLAN | A |
| The Clan of Clonglocketty rose as one man | A |
| For all were enraged at the insult I ween | A |
| Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN | A |
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| Let's show said McCLAN to this Sassenach loon | A |
| That the bagpipes CAN play him a regular tune | A |
| Let's see said McCLAN as he thoughtfully sat | B |
| 'IN MY COTTAGE' is easy I'll practise at that | B |
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| He blew at his Cottage and blew with a will | G |
| For a year seven months and a fortnight until | G |
| You'll hardly believe it McCLAN I declare | F |
| Elicited something resembling an air | F |
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| It was wild it was fitful as wild as the breeze | C |
| It wandered about into several keys | C |
| It was jerky spasmodic and harsh I'm aware | F |
| But still it distinctly suggested an air | F |
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| The Sassenach screamed and the Sassenach danced | B |
| He shrieked in his agony bellowed and pranced | B |
| And the maidens who gathered rejoiced at the scene | A |
| Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN | A |
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| Hech gather hech gather hech gather around | B |
| And fill a' ye lugs wi' the exquisite sound | B |
| An air fra' the bagpipes beat that if ye can | A |
| Hurrah for CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS McCLAN | A |
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| The fame of his piping spread over the land | B |
| Respectable widows proposed for his hand | B |
| And maidens came flocking to sit on the green | A |
| Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN | A |
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| One morning the fidgety Sassenach swore | H |
| He'd stand it no longer he drew his claymore | H |
| And this was I think in extremely bad taste | B |
| Divided CLONGLOCKETTY close to the waist | B |
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| Oh loud were the wailings for ANGUS McCLAN | A |
| Oh deep was the grief for that excellent man | A |
| The maids stood aghast at the horrible scene | A |
| Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN | A |
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| It sorrowed poor PATTISON CORBY TORBAY | E |
| To find them take on in this serious way | D |
| He pitied the poor little fluttering birds | C |
| And solaced their souls with the following words | C |
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| Oh maidens said PATTISON touching his hat | B |
| Don't blubber my dears for a fellow like that | B |
| Observe I'm a very superior man | A |
| A much better fellow than ANGUS McCLAN | A |
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| They smiled when he winked and addressed them as dears | C |
| And they all of them vowed as they dried up their tears | C |
| A pleasanter gentleman never was seen | A |
| Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN | A |
William Schwenck Gilbert
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